Hogwarts Summoning Guide

The golden-armored general led Yan Nishuang through a passage opened by hundreds of guards, welcoming her into the gate. As soon as she stepped through the gate and turned around, the majestic gate had disappeared, and Yan Nishuang found herself standing on a cloud.

If Bai Lin were present, he would definitely recognize that this place is similar to the Heavenly Cloud Palace where Catherine is located, but the celestial palace has many more buildings. Yan Nishuang looked around with delight and curiosity. This space is unimaginably large. In the farthest distance, there are probably clouds hundreds of kilometers away, as well as the silhouettes of pavilions and towers.

Following the golden-armored general, she stepped onto a platform built of white jade, larger than a standard football field, surrounded by eight white jade pillars that would require three or four people to encircle, piercing the sky.

The golden-armored general withdrew very respectfully, leaving Yan Nishuang alone.

Yan Nishuang felt a little dizzy. She had just overcome her physical weakness because of excitement. But now that excitement had worn off, she felt like her limbs were filled with lead and she was about to collapse.

Just then, a large, colorful bird descended from the sky and landed steadily in front of her.

Before Yan Nishuang could even see the creature in front of her clearly, she felt a pill enter her mouth. The pill melted instantly upon entering her mouth, and a cool sensation, like a clear spring, refreshed her entire body in seconds. Whether it was the dryness from not drinking water for two days, the pain from being scorched by the blazing sun, or the fatigue from traversing mountains and valleys for several days, all of it was swept away by this refreshing stream.

Yan Nishuang's eyes lit up. She vaguely felt that her magic power seemed to have become more abundant and powerful. This pill was clearly no ordinary item. She looked closely and saw that the colorful bird in front of her had transformed into human form.

This was a dignified beauty in ancient costume. Yan Nishuang couldn't tell her age, but one look revealed that she had long held a high position and possessed an imposing presence. The colorful feathers transformed into a magnificent robe, and she wore a lifelike phoenix-headed golden crown. Her elegance and nobility made people feel inferior, yearn for her, and feel respect and complete admiration.

Yan Nishuang quickly bowed in greeting. Li Daoyang had instructed her that if she were fortunate enough to meet the immortal, she should greet him according to the ancient Eastern rituals and not be disrespectful.

The woman in ancient costume smiled and said, "No need for formalities." She paused, saw Yan Nishuang raise her head, and continued, "I am Wei Feng, the Dharma Protector of the Chan Sect, and also the master of this Great Luo Kunlun Ruins."

Yan Nishuang respectfully said, "Disciple Yan Nishuang greets the Immortal Master!" It is reasonable for Yan Nishuang to refer to herself as a disciple, since the Wenyuan Pavilion in the East is also an extension of orthodox Taoism.

Wei Feng nodded slightly and said, "Since you are able to enter Kunlun Ruins, you must be a member of my sect! It has been several hundred years since any newly promoted mortals have come here. Although Kunlun Ruins is merely a projection of the Sacred Realm on earth, you will still gain a great deal here!"

Yan Nishuang nodded quickly. She had read in ancient books that Xikunlun was a sacred place for cultivation in the East, which was closely related to the ancient war of the gods.

In ancient times, the world was full of spiritual energy. Whether it was birds and beasts that absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and gained intelligence, or the "immortal bones" that awakened among humans, they could all become "immortals" by cultivating the "Dao". These immortals lived together with mortals, but their power was far beyond what ordinary people or the human world could bear.

A single tiger wreaking havoc in a village might only injure a few people a year, but a tiger that has cultivated into a "demon immortal" can devour an entire village in a single day. Moreover, many immortals support different mortal tribes; in the event of a tribal war, the destructive power of a single immortal is enough to turn an entire mortal army into a bloodbath. Battles between immortals can shatter mountains and shift rivers. Furthermore, immortals are virtually immortal; even if defeated and their spirits reappear, their souls can be resurrected through various secret techniques. Ultimately, the highest-ranking immortal, the "sage," decides to initiate the War of the Gods.

The so-called Investiture of the Gods was actually a war that forcibly expelled the "saints" and "immortals" with extraordinary powers from the human world. The saints and immortals who died in the war were enshrined as "gods" and sent to another dimension or world, no longer interfering in human affairs.

The Investiture of the Gods war nearly wiped out all the immortals and greatly depleted the spiritual energy of the mortal realm. From then on, it became increasingly difficult for "immortal bones" to be born, and birds and beasts also struggled to develop sentience, ushering in the era of mortals. Later generations of sorcerers were actually among the few lucky ones, but their power level was far inferior to that of the "immortal bones" of ancient times.

The various forces involved in the Investiture of the Gods left behind many legacies in the human world. Among them, the most powerful "Chan Sect" left behind this West Kunlun, which is equivalent to a copy of the "Chan Sect" holy land "Kunlun Mountain" in the human world, giving future disciples a possibility to pursue the "Dao".

Wei Feng put away his imposing manner and, like an elder, led Yan Nishuang around the white jade platform, introducing the locations of the various cloud formations around them.

In those days, the Chan Sect had the Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun, namely Yu Ding Zhenren, Guang Chengzi, Chi... Taiyi Zhenren, Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun, Puxian Zhenren, Huanglong Zhenren, Daoxing Tianzun, Lingbao Dafashi, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, Julusun, and Nanji Xianweng each left behind a cave dwelling in this Daluo Kunlun Ruins, which is the many cloud palaces surrounding this jade platform.

"Choose one!" After introducing the twelve caves, Wei Feng asked directly, "Each of the twelve caves holds its own secrets; you may choose one to cultivate according to your own heart!"

Yan Nishuang was momentarily stunned. She had read many mythological stories, but those were just novels from the Ming Dynasty. There were very few descriptions of the Twelve Golden Immortals in ancient books, which left Yan Nishuang at a loss.

However, Yan Nishuang was clever enough that, since she had no other choice, she simply threw the question back at her, bowing and saying, "This disciple has practiced swordsmanship since childhood, and dares not be greedy for more and thus neglect my studies. I hope the immortal master will guide me!"

Wei Feng nodded with considerable appreciation. Indeed, when mortals enter this fairyland, they often make demands for things like "immortality" and "ascension," or they want everything. However, the pursuit of "the Way" is a process of simplifying complexity and refining essence. Yan Nishuang's words perfectly align with the true path of "the Way."

With a wave of his arm, Wei Feng conjured an auspicious cloud before Yan Nishuang. Wei Feng said, "If you wish to cultivate swordsmanship, then naturally you should go to the Qingfeng Mountain Ziyang Palace of the Pure Void Moral True Lord! Go forth, the Moye Sword still has no master!"

"The Moye Sword!" Yan Nishuang's eyes lit up. She had naturally heard of the deeds of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun. Even in the novel Investiture of the Gods, this immortal of the Chan Sect was incredibly powerful, possessing numerous magical treasures and mounts. His two disciples, Huang Tianhua and Yang Ren, were also legendary figures. Most importantly, the Moye Sword, the treasure of Qingfeng Mountain, was the most dazzling sword weapon in the Investiture of the Gods, and could be called the ancestor of all swords.

Of course, Yan Nishuang was also well aware that the Moye Sword in Kunlun Ruins should be a projection of an ancient divine artifact, or a replica, but this did not affect Yan Nishuang's longing for this peerless divine weapon.